Friends, I'm lonely today.
Nothing's broken, only today I have no bones
and this softness needs an escort toward its death.
So I'm watching the slow tarantellas of the snowflakes
wink and go out, thinking you've been crushed by less.
Lately I've admi [...]
I don't know what the Bible says—
my mother who died after being
mercilessly kept alive
by machines at the hospital
looked at the photo of my fiancée
and said, "As long as you're happy . . ."
as if it were the final measure of my reach.